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The Slaying of Śiśupāla 3.28

English (machine translation) 3.28

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3.28

Mixed with dark-red rutting fluid of elephants, / the dust of the golden ground, glowing like crushed peacocks' wings, / was trodden by hosts of chariots sunk up to their fellies.

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